| not the font it is the font. it is the main font that changed. i noticed immediately. for WHATEVER reason. shadows. when it is obvious that something has happened, it's like a mental emotional gang bang. after awhile to save face, to save pride, she says 'oh, i liked it.' but she is scarred and bewildered. do such people have friends when the parties are over? of course. you know it. but there are also others who have an insinuative tendency. and of course: what is getting cursed by a bunch of nazis? it is like getting chanukah cards from hitler. it don't mean much when people who hate everything -- and most overtly, themselves many times it has recome to me the idea that Nietzche was DEAD, dead and it was that which loved and nurtured me, cared for me and loved me more than it respected or feared me that was there to make me stronger, and that which merely didn't kill me eroded the beaches of my edges. I hear Mister Sinister, lying to himself about "duh Jooze! DUH JOOZE!" and how he can kill Jesus just by thinking about it. He is the Ouroborous Turd. |